Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 143

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Shen Luo hadn't even left yet when Zheng Jiamei's call came through. Her voice was muffled as she said, "Boss, could you bring more watermelons tomorrow? My family all thinks they taste amazing, they want to buy some from you. My mom even scolded me for not grabbing a couple more to send to my boyfriend's house."

Shen Luo muttered in his head: with a family like yours, is a watermelon really something to fuss over?

"They're really that good?" Shen Luo sounded a little surprised.

Zheng Jiamei said, "If you don't believe me, at least believe my mom. Her tongue's golden—she can tell if it's natural, if it's wild, just from one bite."

Shen Luo didn't doubt that part. He had always thought the only reason Zheng Jiamei's mom agreed to let her daughter do this kind of work was because she could often get real local specialties like wild carp, free-range chicken, corn, and carrots.

As for Shen Luo, he had a rough tongue. Back when he was broke, he'd even eaten spoiled rice. When it came to stuff like this, he honestly couldn't tell the difference.

Still, since Zheng Jiamei wanted the watermelons, Shen Luo agreed without fuss. After all, he was the only one eating them, and the farmers didn't want them. If he didn't eat them, they'd just go to waste.

So the next day, Shen Luo brought over a dozen watermelons. Zheng Jiamei even took an hour off work just to bring them back home.

But no sooner had she returned to the hospital than her mom's call came chasing after her, "Meimei, all the watermelons at home got divided up. Ask your boss if he's got more!"

Zheng Jiamei had the speakerphone on, and Shen Luo was sitting next to her looking at the ledger when he heard it—%**%*

"Auntie, I can hear you. How many do you want?" he said.

Her mom actually paused to think, then said, "If you've got about a hundred punds, I could buy them."

Shen Luo: ...

"Is your mom eating watermelons as her main meals? Why so many!"

Watermelons weren't worth much on the market, but Zheng Jiamei's mom knew what kind of person Shen Luo was. For the dozen or so melons, she stuffed a hundred yuan into his hand and even said she made a profit—each one came out to less than ten yuan.

Of course, Shen Luo didn't have that many watermelons. After thinking for a bit, he said, "I'll ask around when I get back. I only planted a few dozen vines myself, it's not easy to grow that many."

He decided to check with his farmer friends to see if they had any more melons.

By now, this kind of middleman work was something Shen Luo was totally used to.

After hanging up Zheng Jiamei's mom's call, Shen Luo turned around and saw Dumb Egg with three claw marks across his face. Dumb Egg might be dumb, but he still knew pain, so he sat pitifully on the climbing rack where he and Ah Fei always perched, his eyes brimming with tears, looking just like a bullied little wife. Shen Luo couldn't help but imagine a scene from the countryside: a fat, fierce wife paired with a thin, weak husband. Ah Fei and Dumb Egg were basically the cat version of that couple!

Shen Luo went to check on Ah Fei. She looked like nothing had happened, lying on her side and nursing her four kittens.

Mengmeng was way luckier than Ah Fei. Duoduo might not have been that reliable, but compared to Dumb Egg, he was at least a little better. He was super curious about the puppies too, but not to the point of actually taking a swipe at them.

After checking in, Shen Luo went off to cook carp soup for the three new moms—people said carp soup was the best for producing milk.

That afternoon, the daughter of the Akita's former owner dropped by, making time to see how the Akita was doing these days.

When she saw the Akita howling and bickering with Brother Pi, looking much livelier than the downcast state he had been in before, she clearly felt a lot more reassured.

"I came today to see him, and also to bring over some of his things."

Shen Luo looked over and saw quite a lot—little blankets, little pillows, a ball, and even a dog tag.

The woman explained, "This dog tag was from when he was in Japan. We didn't use it after, but my dad kept it as a keepsake."

Shen Luo picked up the tag. Sure enough, there were some Japanese characters on it, though of course he couldn't read them.

"These characters are his name. It means Tarō. The rest is just some of his info."

Shen Luo nodded. He hadn't expected that in Japan, Tarō was a name you could use for both people and dogs!

"If you think the name isn't good, you can change it. I don't mind."

Shen Luo said, "Of course I'm not changing it. This name's great—full of character."

He picked up the green ball and called out, "Tarō!"

"Woo?" The Akita turned his head. Clearly, he still remembered that name. Shen Luo threw the ball, and Tarō bolted after it at amazing speed, clamping it in his jaws like he was scared someone would snatch it away.

"This used to be his favorite game. After my dad got sick, he stopped playing."

Tarō carried the ball back, then lay down, sniffing it and biting it a little, like he couldn't believe the ball had come back to him.

Shen Luo asked, "So, what do you mean now? Is this just boarding until you come back for him, or are you officially giving him up to us?"

The woman, whose name was Gu Lisha, said, "I think he's doing really well here. Let's call it adoption. But I'll still cover his living expenses—think of it as part of the treatment for mental illness."

Shen Luo thought it over and said, "If that's the case, then don't worry about the money. Just sign the adoption papers, that's enough."

Gu Lisha got a little nervous and asked, "But I can still visit him, right?"

Shen Luo nodded. "Of course you can."

Once the papers were signed, the Akita, Tarō, officially became Shen Luo's dog.

From then on, Tarō carried his ball everywhere, never letting it out of his sight. When he ate, he'd set the ball beside him. If it rolled away, he'd drop his food and chase after it, then come back to keep eating. Some sly dogs would purposely push his ball away so they could steal his food while he was gone.

In the agreement, Gu Lisha had made it clear that Shen Luo couldn't give Tarō away, so Tarō was set to spend the rest of his life with him.

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